Chapter 2147 The Grand Lunar Ceremony

An Zhennan issued an order and surrounded many Hongmen disciples.

Although Zhao Heng's actions made them feel happy from the bottom of their hearts and swept away the anger that had been bullied and trampled by the Yamaguchi group for many years, An Zhennan's instructions still made them dare not disobey, so they all leaned forward to stare at Zhao Heng and the others, and the weapons in their hands would burst into murderous intent at any time.

Zhao Heng turned around and looked at An Zhennan with a look of slap in his face. A faint joke appeared on the corner of his mouth. He suddenly remembered the story that Hua Yingxiong once told, the sadness of the Japanese massacre of the Chinese villages. Chinese people are always tolerant and generous to outsiders, and they can tolerate it until they are alive and dead.

But I have always been yearning for my own people to be punished.

In the brief description of Changkong's journey, Zhao Heng once became interested in An Zhennan and wanted to conquer this force to Changkong. This could not only give Hengmen a little foundation in Japan, but also restore Changkong to a lot of confidence, so he helped him when he saw Qingshui stepping on Hongmen.

Zhao Heng originally thought An Zhennan would cry out of gratitude, but he turned around and accused him of meddling in other people's business. This dramatic change made a trace of ridicule on Zhao Heng's face. Looking at the old man with only three fingers, Zhao Heng said lightly: "Hongmen is ruthless? Hongmen wants to attack his benefactor?"

He pointed at more than ten men and women, and his voice remained cold: "If I hadn't appeared in time, even if you, Master Anmen, could have survived, these more than ten people would probably have become corpses. You are not only unhappy, but also have to attack me. Is this the way for Hongmen to treat guests?"

Zhao Heng also flashed past a group of men, women, young and old in front of him. It was obvious that these were all honest people. As An Zhennan said, they were distant relatives, but it was inevitable that they were surprised to receive them sneakily. Then his eyes stopped on a little girl, feeling familiar.

He had never seen this girl, but the outline was a bit familiar.

"benefactor?!"

At this time, An Zhennan's wrinkled face sank, and his eyes were betting on Zhao Heng: "What kind of benefactor are you? You are just a troublemaker! What are you doing when you come in with your hands? Humph, in name, you are trying to rescue Hongmen, but you actually want to provoke our war."

Zhao Heng sneered: "What's inside the Hongmen?"

Facing Anzhen's Nan Lieoru Torch's gaze, Zhao Heng looked back at the old man without any retreat and asked coldly: "Are you having fun with Qingshui? You have been cut off seven fingers, and there are three fingers left. These two streets and your daughter are hard to save. You still have to live with face."

The woman in red shouted loudly: "Rareless!"

An Zhennan waved his hand and told his daughter not to be impulsive. Then he twitched the corners of his mouth and said: "You don't want to get involved in the matter between Qingshui and Qingshui. If you look down on me with the attitude of your benefactor, then I will say thank you to the hero, but you can't take Qingshui away no matter what."

An Zhennan knew very well that ten members of the Yamaguchi group fell at the gun of the other party. If the person who was familiar with the matter was not kept, the Yamaguchi group would determine that it was the Hongmen murderer, and thousands of brothers and their families would be retaliated, but I am afraid that few people will survive until the end of this month.

Moreover, he had already identified the other party wearing a mask because he had no expression from beginning to end. He didn't look weird at first glance. If you look closely, you will know that there is something wrong. Facing forces with unknown origins and unknown faces, how could An Zhennan treat the other party as an ally? So he spoke very firmly:

"Release!"

When An Zhennan's face gradually became cruel, more than a dozen men, women, young and old subconsciously retreated to the corner. When Zhao Heng glanced at them, the little girl with braided eyes looked at Zhao Heng stubbornly. The look made Zhao Heng feel more familiar, and she nailed into Zhao Heng's heart like a nail.

However, he quickly took his eyes off the girl. Although he felt that the girl and the outline were a little familiar, he had definitely not had any interaction with the girl, so he did not put too much attention on her. He turned to An Zhennan, who was gradually becoming stronger, and a joke came to his mouth:

"I heard that you used to be a soldier?"

In the information temporarily collected from Changkong, Zhao Heng knew that An Zhennan had served in the Chinese army, and his demeanor and behavior were somewhat evident. He ignored An Zhennan's anger and murderous intent, and just looked at the latter coldly and said: "Are you really a soldier?"

"Yes, I used to be a soldier, and I was also a division commander!"

An Zhennan didn't know what Zhao Heng meant, so he replied casually: "Everything needs to be rules. If you come from China and find any difficulties to me, I will naturally treat you well, eat, play well, and protect your personal safety for the sake of my compatriots."

He shouted coldly: "But you, an uninvited guest, not only trespassed into the Hongmen Club, but also killed people before you even figured out the reason. He killed ten Japanese people one after another. This not only provoked my bottom line, but also acted in despising Japanese laws. So I must stop you from taking Qingshui away."

"You look like you are a soldier, you should know that everything has rules."

This is clearly a turtle!

Teacher? Mom, show me the qualifications! Zhao Heng sneered in his heart. He was disappointed with An Zhennan and wanted to take Qingshui away. The latter's value was enough to replace An Zhennan, but the old guy didn't know what he said about his appearance. If he was weak and his majesty, he would lose all the face of China.

So Zhao Heng took a step forward, stared at An Zhennan and sneered: "Along the way, I heard all the Japanese leader An Damen, the leader of the Japanese Chinese, who is one of the top ten underground emperors in Japan. Why? The master of An's also has something that cannot be covered by? Are you worried that the Japanese will want your head?"

Zhao Heng showed a sense of coldness and spoke loudly: "Since you were a soldier and a strong commander of the army Hua, you should know even more that soldiers must have the bloodline of soldiers. If people do not offend me, I will not offend others. If people offend me, I will offend others."

"Instead of living like a dog!"

When An Zhennan's face was gloomy, Zhao Heng took another step forward and added: "From the performance of Anmen Lord tonight, I can guess that you don't talk about your past achievements. When you were a division commander, you definitely won less and lost more. This is probably the reason why the sect leader still wandered to a foreign land, right?"

"How many months can you last for the remaining three fingers?"

Zhao Heng sneered: "Oh, yes, you still have an ear."

"you--"

An Zhennan was so blocked by Zhao Heng that he couldn't even speak. His three fingers were inadvertently tightened, and his eyes were furious and could rub out of Mars. Finally, he glared at Zhao Heng angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, it's not your turn to teach you a lesson. Keep the person quickly, otherwise you will be killed tonight."

The woman in red also looked at Zhao Heng's group coldly, but she was angry and surprised, as if she didn't know where this kid's confidence came from. No matter how powerful they were, this place was always the territory of the Hongmen in Japan. With a command, dozens of people were enough to beat them into sieves.

At this time, more than a dozen men, women, young and old looked at the scene in panic.

Zhao Heng said lightly: "You can't kill me!"

"Catch them!"

As the woman in red turned her head slightly, the three Hongmen children subconsciously approached Zhao Heng. No one shot directly because the ghost's gun was aimed at An Zhennan, and Zhao Heng's dagger also resisted the unconscious Qingshui. Therefore, they could only make a move to intimidate Zhao Heng, but this caused a thousand waves.

Before he touched Zhao Heng, Changkong rushed up like a sharp arrow. He dodged the nearest muzzle sideways, suddenly punched and hit the gunman's eyes. But suddenly, these hard fists had reached the chin of the man in the middle, and the crackling sound was extremely harsh.

At this same moment, his foot had already kicked the last man's knee, his eyes were splattered, his chin was dislocated, and the man who was kicked in the knee was even more wailing, like a football filled with strength, rolling over on the ground. In less than thirty seconds, the three of them fell to the ground and wailed.

When the woman in red and An Zhennan's face turned cold and the rest of the people seemed to be facing a murderous intent, more than 20 Hongmen's children outside had already shaking and fell to the ground. Each of them had a few silver needles stabbed on their knees. Although it would not be a casualty, they lost their combat effectiveness and were difficult to stand up.

"you--"

An Zhennan looked at Zhao Heng and the others in surprise, as if he could not imagine that the Hongmen's children fell to the ground inexplicably. Then he saw his subordinates blocking the way shaking again, and then he groaned and fell down more than ten people. All the guns were thrown on the ground, and the ghost also took a step forward and locked An Zhennan at the muzzle.

Just a simple finger, An Zhennan suddenly felt that his whole body was locked by the gun, and he felt that as long as the ghost pulled the trigger between his fingers, he would undoubtedly die. The woman in red had also seen the ghost's shooting skills just now, so when she saw him aiming at his father, she hurriedly stopped the Hongmen's children from coming forward.

"I even dare to kill Japanese people, let alone the declining Hongmen?"

Zhao Heng took out a tissue and gently wiped his blood-stained fist. His ruthlessness and ability made An Zhennan and the others angry, but the woman in red looked silent, and a ripples of wealth and dangers passed through her heart. The eyes at Zhao Heng were no longer ruthless, but more of an appreciation and playfulness.

"Master Anmen, this is the end of tonight, and I have time to have tea another day."

When the ghost was intimidating An Zhennan and threatening Qingshui for his life, Zhao Heng and others slowly withdrew from the Hongmen Club: "Don't try to chase us. If we dare to break in, we will naturally break out. If we really provoke us, I don't mind turning the Hongmen children into Japanese people."

"What's more, you don't have time anymore, hurry up and think about how to settle the Yamaguchi Group."

Zhao Heng pointed to the corpse on the ground: "It's not easy to explain these dead people!" While saying these words, Zhao Heng and his friends passed through the guns of more than a dozen remaining Hongmen's children. The ghost's guns never left An Zhennan, leaving the whole audience tense but without danger.

"Master Anmen, I will give you a big gift at noon tomorrow!"

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Chapter completed!